A Time to Talk

Posted on 16th Feb 2014 07:03 pm by admin

When a friend calls to me from the road
And slows his horse to a meaning walk,
I don’t stand still and look around
On all the hills I haven’t hoed,
And shout from where I am, What is it?
No, not as there is a time to talk.
I thrust my hoe in the mellow ground,
Blade-end up and five feet tall,
And plod: I go up to the stone wall
For a friendly visit.

-Robert Frost (1874-1963)

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tumhare naam ki mehndi

Tere naam ki mehendi sajai maine hatho mei

Tujhko chupaya maine apni sanso mei

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Fall in True Love

 

True love is measured by how deep you fall

And judged by how low you are w

I am nothing without you

You are the meaning of my life
You are the dreams of my thoughts
You are the lyrics of

JO JISE MILA HUMNE WAHI SIKHA

जो जिससे मिला सिखा हमने, गैरों को भी अ�

AAJ RAT KI KHAMOSHI

आज रात मेरी यह ख़ामोशी उन्हें सुना देन

Second Best

I have a heart and it's quite broken.

I read your words as if they were spoken.

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Love Struck Smiles

Silly love-struck smiles

There's only one true style

Clueless and happy

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HAR PAL LARTA HAI

कभी हंसाती है तो कभी रुलाती है जिंदगी

KISSI PED KI CHHAW ME

किसी पेड़ की छाँव में  किसी की राह त�

How Much I Love You

Every tone of life

Makes a note for you.

Every word of life

Makes a phras